I once loved you (Pushkin)
I once loved you, love, maybe
Not completely dead in my soul,
I hope it won't bother you again,
I don't want to make you sad anymore.
I once loved you silently and hopelessly,
I endured both shyness and jealousy,
I once loved you so sincerely and tenderly,
God willing, another person will love you as much as I love you.
This is my first time writing a novel, and the male protagonist is a boy like the one in the poem above. Maybe my writing is a bit life-like, but the mood in it is indeed the gradual change of this boy from acquaintance to secret love.
My writing style is not good. People who have read this article can give me some advice.